I grew up in a small town and spent most of my teenage years dreaming about leaving. Eventually I did. I studied elsewhere, built a career in a bigger city and only returned for short visits.
Last month I went back for a family function after several years. The roads were familiar, the shops were familiar and some people still recognised me. Yet I felt like a visitor. The strange part is that the city where I currently live doesn't fully feel like home either. I seem to exist somewhere between the place I left and the life I built.
People who moved away permanently, did you ever find a place that truly felt like home again?